You’re Going the Wrong Way!

I got on the "wrong" train today - one that didn’t stop at Fairfield. I decided to stay on anyway, since I had already made myself comfortable. And I know that there are many different ways to get to the same destination. You can always switch trains along the way or, at the very worst, you might have to double back and retrace your tracks.

How you feel about the train you’re on is more important than where it’s going anyhow.

Besides, I felt like being on the "wrong" train was a good distraction, a good way to focus on logistical matters and redirect my consciousness away from more frightening internal issues. Plus I had never been to the Stamford train station, and sometimes it’s just plain fun to try a new way.

And sure, the train I’m on can crash or break down. But since there’s no way to determine that eventuality, there’s no reason to dwell on it.

Don’t deal with what if, deal with what is.

Work was stressful today, which was exactly as I’d planned it to be when I was contemplating the new position. The question is whether stress in the name of distraction is ultimately harmful to a person, simply because it’s stress? Or can stress sometimes be positive, as it seems to be on this particular train trip?

I think the answer - like so many answers - depends on degree. As long as you have ways to recharge your batteries, then any new experience is good, because at the very least it shows you the track that you don’t want to take. And you can learn from that.

Either way, there’s always some pretty good scenery along the way.

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